Andy is a bull

A couple of weeks after he first met the Amazon and moved into the Kappa's house, Andy started to change. His body was wracked with aches as his body lengthened and widened. He shot up in height, gaining several inches over a couple of weeks until he was a head taller than the Amazon whom he used to look him in the eye. His final height was 6'6", just above Keith's 6'4" and towering over Bitchy's 5'2". Even from the small amount of exercise he gardening, cleaning and other exercises, his body to swell with muscles. The flat melted away from his middle until he was left with a stomach that looked like it would be etched out of stone. His arms bulged and his shoulders and chest bulged like he was an athlete. His body was corded with lean muscle. His jawline became a work of art and his expressive baby blue eyes made even the coldest hearts throb from the slightest look. Andy was transforming into a very impressive bull.

The most important change to Andy's physique was below the belt. His average sized cock ballooned out in both length and girth until it was a massive, pale anaconda that hung to his knees. Andy's monolith shot past Byron's 10-inch goliath to become a monstrous 12 inches of pussy-stuffing meat. His girth was wider than a can of soda and the pink head was the size of an apple. His balls expanded past that of Bitchy's eggs until they hung in his sack, the size of baseballs.

Andy's new assets changed the dynamic of the house. The girls lusted over both him and Byron, taking every opportunity they could to bend over, show off their bountiful chests and constantly dripping cunts to both the boys. The bells calling them to fuck came increasingly often until Andy almost never went to bed without filling at least one set of holes with his thick cream.

The sissy Bitchy lusted over Andy's and his expanded physique beyond that of even the nymphomatic Redhead. Despite the tall Bull's lack of interest in his bubble-butt companion, the short Sissy did all he can to try to catch his interest. His already minuscule clothes shrank until he wore nothing but daisy dukes which threatened to explode around his heart-shaped hips. Whenever Andy was around he would invariably find a reason to bend over and reach for a dropped item or ask for comments on his faggy twerking routine or some other way of inflaming his lust. On more than one occasion, Andy has woken up to the sleeping butt-boy unconsciously grinding his bubble-butt against Andy's sleeping bulge while they both slept. The two of them knew it would only be a couple more weeks before Andy relented and made the little boy into another one of his cock-addicted concubines but for now, the two of them continued as if the sexual tension wasn't there.

While his relationship with the girls and Bitchy strengthened, his relationship with the other bull Byron frayed. A friendly rivalry about cock size, sexual prowess and cum loads increasingly became bitter as Andy shot past the black-haired brute in all these areas. His frustration about not measuring up caused Byron to become moody, frustrated and in some occasions, slightly dangerous. How to deal with "The Problem" was the frequent topic of conversations around the house.

This all came to a head one day when the boys were in the backyard, each doing their chores. Andy was wearing some swim shorts and was skimming the placid waters of the expensive pool of the daily buildup of debris. Keith was manicuring the expansive yard with an outdated mower, a cloud of frustration trailing behind him. Bitchy shook his hips to a popular rap song as he picked up trash from around the area. It was the height of summer and the humidity was oppressive so the boys were mostly wearing swim trunks, blue ones for Andy, red ones for Keith and some frilly bikini bottoms for Bitchy.

"HEY!" Keith called out to Andy who turned to face the bull. He glared at him with a look of absolute hate and gestured towards an item resting in front of the mower. In front of the mower with a six-foot inflatable pool toy styled after an erect penis.

Andy turned to Bitchy, seeking a friend. Bitchy rolled his eyes and returned back to his trash pickup. Andy shrugged and addressed Byron absently, "The wind caught it." He turned away from the bull and got back to fishing debris out of the pool.

Keith snapped is head to either of them, fuming. He balled up his first and stomped away from the running mower. Andy didn't see him coming as he strode up to him from behind. "Hey!" Bitchy yelped out as he saw the boy advancing. The warning came too late and Andy was shoved into the pool by the angry Bull.

Andy was a decent swimmer so he righted himself and waded in the pool for a couple of moments, processing how he should respond. Without a word, Andy waded over to the side of the pool and pulled himself to his feet where he was originally standing. The two of them were head to head, two Greek gods, muscles tense in anticipation of conflict. Bitchy turned on his heels and started to run to the house to inform the Amazon of the potential fight. "That won't be necessary Keith," Andy said to Bitchy without turning his head, using his real name as a sign of respect. Bitchy stopped as he reached the door, his body tense and ready to run into the house if the situation continued to escalate.

Andy directed his next words at Keith, his voice level but the anger unmistakable. "What is your problem with me?"

"You think you're better than me!" Keith exploded, pressing a thick finger into Andy's clavicle. "You think you can just-"

"No," Andy said with a voice like reinforced steel. "You think I'm better than you. That's what all this is about." Andy slapped Keith's hand from his chest casually. Despite not using his full enhanced strength, the sound it made as Andy's wide palm hit flesh sounded like a gunshot. Keith's arm went numb from the impact before his body remembered it should be in pain and the flesh welled up

Keith flinched. "Well if it's going to be like that, how about we find out who is the bigger, better bull." Keith leaned his entire body away from the imposing man and extended his arm to the towards sorority house. "We got an entire house full of cock hungry girls in there. Let's let them decide who is the better man."

Andy leaned back and let out a deep, hearty laugh at the idea of a sexual contest. They stared at each other for a long moment, waiting for Keith to realize the ridiculousness of competition and back down. They waited for a long moment as the black-haired boy remained there, stubborn and indignant. "Alright then. You are on. You and me. Whoever can recruit as many girls into their own personal harem by the end of the summer wins. Loser has to leave the house forever." Keith nodded and opened his mouth to retort. "Y-"

RINGRINGRINGRINGRING. It was the playtime bell summoning them to the living room for another selection. "Perfect," Keith said with a cruel grin. He made his way to the house. With a slight shove, he pushed Bitchy out of the way of the door, sending the lighter boy down to the ground where he landed on his cushy ass. Andy sighed and shook his head as the tension went with him. Andy helped the feminine boy up and followed Keith into the house.

The three of them walked into the living room to see most of the house were already there. The Blonde was sitting in the Goths lap on a comfortable couch, the black haired girl whispering something into her lover's ear who glanced at the guys and bit her lip. The Amazon was by the wall, looking radiant as always in a gray sports bra and some blue cotton shorts. On one hand, her hand was resting on the brass bell, ready to ring it again if her charges didn't come fast enough. On the opposite hand, was a pink water bottle filled with her favorite protein shake. Her body was damp with sweat, it pooled up in her cleavage and discolored the skimpy clothing. The Vice President, to Andy's surprise, had left her room and was standing in the corner, wearing sensible clothes and looking as though she might melt into the wall at any moment. After the boys were the Redhead, jogging into the room, all parts of her nude body jiggling madly. Out of breath from the short jog from her room on the second floor down the stairs, she leaned against the wall as she bent over trying to catch her breath. At second glance as Andy took in her messed up hair, wet drops of saliva dripping down her top half and her absolutely soaking bottom half indicated that she might not be out of breath from running. The boys took their position prostrating themselves in front of their goddesses and awaiting judgment.

The Amazon nodded with satisfaction at the proper form of the kneeling boys and the assembling of her sorority. "Listen up cuties, " the Amazon addressed the boys. "It's been almost three hours since I've last gotten some good cock so you know what that means. Line up boys and let's see who is getting lucky."